A Squashing Good Poem

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    A Squashing Good Poem

    by adam

    With my ribcage as your seat,
    I'm so happy that you eat,
    at every meal you sit this way,
    & I feel your weight gain more each day.

    With my ribcage getting flatter,
    even still I want you fatter.

    Hundreds of pounds now you have gained,
    it seems your eating can't be restrained. T

    Then one day as I struggle for air,
    & you sit there eating like you just don't care,
    as I kick & flail about,
    you sit there eating without a doubt,
    because all along it was you wanting to get fatter,
    but now your obsession is to crush me flatter.

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